Depression Dreams

Dreams have always been interesting to me. They prompt so many questions: Where do they come from? What influences the content? Do they have meaning in our life?  But dreams during depression are different. Paradoxal. Day in, day out, the darkness from depression has me looking towards nightfall. But the anxiety of depression makes me…

Drifting In-between

I don’t want to live anymore. But I don’t want to die either. I want to drift in the middle. Suspended between the beginning and the end. The numbness of this in-between is comforting. I feel impenetrable. Like nothing can harm my mental state. It’s not a great mental state. It’s not happy. But it’s…

Drifting

I find comfort out here. Just drifting. With the engine off, floating alone. It’s in these moments I find the comfort suicidal ideation has me seeking. The comfort of disappearing. As long as I don’t look at my phone, I’m off the grid. Nothing to do. Nowhere I have to go. For some brief moments,…

The Numbness of Depression

This depression has created a numbness in my mind. Food doesn’t taste as good, alcohol and drugs don’t feel as good, emotional pain doesn’t hurt as bad and my good and bad days feel more or less the same. I miss the highs and lows. The bad days were what made the great days feel…